QueenOfPeace

A supernova is an event that represents both the death of an object and the creation of many new things, and the scent captures this amazingly well.
Over a considerable period of time, we experience a constant cat and mouse with it which familiarizes us with all the scent nuances that are present.
The fragrance is not cool, it is cold.
Very cold, like surgical instruments.
Not a shred of sweetness has made it into this fragrance and I L-I-E-B-E it.
In a time where it's a bit state of the art to be either fruity or sweet in some way (yes Gritti has fallen into this trap too, I'm looking in your direction "Mango Aoud | Gritti" , brrrrrr) Gritti manages to create a wonderfully refreshing aquatic here without 1000-fold marine nuances.
More like a good sip of cold water from a slightly tarnished water shaman halfway up a mountain you're trying to climb, if that makes any sense.
A glacial stream with a gravel bed, crystal clear and brute.
The slight woodiness is barely noticeable, it blends in so well with the fragrance.
These clear, peppery-metallic nuances also describe the black powder very well.
It has something clean about it, but not this musky cleanliness, rather something sterile and cold.
How you imagine a spaceship, like one from Alien where everything is white and you can't see a crumb of dirt.
It's a really, really successful depiction of a non-seaworthy aquatic that takes a slightly different approach. Very nice.

I like salt in fragrances, very much in fact. There are very good salt fragrances, see "A'mmare | Carthusia", but there are also boring ones such as "Sel d'Argent | bdk Parfums".
This one manages a great balancing act between the two.
Salty-green with eucalyptus-like notes, the fragrance begins quite strongly, and the neroli is also very noticeable at the beginning.
Once the fragrance has settled a little, it loses its rather strong aura and swims in a marine-floral direction, which still carries the eucalyptus scent of myrtle with it.
What remains at the end is a slightly soapy, ambery composition of summer evening by the sea and slightly sweet benzoin.
As usual for Terenzi, it has a fairly generous dose of synthetics, but these are not distracting here and also ensure great longevity.
All in all, a successful sea salt breeze fragrance that lasts a long time.

A round dance of fruits, sweet and fully ripe, dances around a cornucopia of cocoa beans, pepper and other mysterious ingredients
To speak of an elemental force here would be the wrong expression, yet the fragrance is more than just potent.
The pear and quince come through very nicely, but no one would want to presume to tell the two apart so precisely. The other fruits are also very present and, fortunately, individually perceptible. Above all, they are quite faithful to the original, there is hardly any hint of synthetics here. And if it is noticeable here and there (and it does become a little more prominent after a while), it is not distracting, but only adds to the absolutely wonderful persistence.
Everything is well interwoven, fruity-sweet with a tart cocoa note, a slight peppery warmth and a supporting base.
There is no floral note here, the fruit leaves no room for rivals.
I also find the extrait much more unisex than the edp, the tart cocoa gives it a slight spiciness that suits everyone.
A very successful big sister/brother (or brester, if you prefer) for the edp.

Oh dear, the headache, how it gnaws.
Pierre Guillaume has already given me a lot of beautiful things.
Whether the "31 Tonka Bodykon | Pierre Guillaume" , the "4.1 Le Musc & La Peau | Pierre Guillaume" or the "Entre Ciel et Mer | Pierre Guillaume", I liked them all very much.
But this one is really creepy for me.
On my skin, it starts off sweet and woody and somewhat bearable, then turns into a resinous coniferous forest and a sugary, vanilla-like horror that gives me a throbbing headache.
This strangely sweet incense in combination with other sweet resins and incense, the barely perceptible fir balsam and the amber is a very effective repellent for me.
It's hard to get hold of, stuffy, sweet and insanely annoying, but it lasts quite well on me, unfortunately.
All in all, an absolute scrub-away candidate for my skin, my nose and me.

Nanu?
Have I smelled something like that before?
No, definitely not, it's very different.
March 19 must have been a day with a sudden rise in temperature in the early morning.
After cold, damp air had formed small ice crystals on the mint and nettles, a spring-like warm breeze enriched with cinnamon and subtly creamy lavender wafted over the fragile leaves in the morning.
A spicy base of clove and nutmeg meets a cool, earthy vetiver.
When the morning is over and the midday sun is shining, it dries down to an almost balsamic blend of spices and cedar.
It smells much wilder than it sounds, by the way. The scent is simply somewhere between strange and convincingly different.
Somehow it fascinates me.
The only small annoyance are those caustic bottles from the Classica range.
Personally, I want to be able to lift my perfumes by the lid.
Maybe it's just my weird quirk, but this wretched lid on the Classicas is only held on by the bottle with difficulty and that annoys me.
And btw, the travel stopper is not an alternative because it's incredibly ugly.